"Ah...how...these...that's..." Bing'er pointed at his back, speaking incoherently.
"I'm fine!" Bingze Wuying turned his back to her.
"But……"
"It looks like we are going to spend the night here tonight." Bingze Wuying opened the car door and saw that his car had become a mess. Looking around again, the car had already disappeared.
"Uh... what should we do?" Bing'er looked anxious.
"It's okay! Let's wait until daybreak to talk about everything!" Was he afraid of the night party? Bingze Wuying laughed to himself.
"Oh~ you...come in. It's very cold outside!" Bing'er said uncomfortably;
Bingze Wuying hesitated and sat up.
"Let me check the wound again..." Bing'er still refused to give up.
"Aren't you scared?" Bingze Wuying said lightly;
"I'm sorry just now..." Bing'er apologized.
"It's okay. Anyone who has seen it will have the same reaction as you." Bingze Wuying seemed to be used to it.
"sorry……"
"You have nothing to be sorry for. It's okay!" Bingze Wuying didn't seem to care at all, but... what he cared about was hers, so how could he not care about her reaction...
"Let me take a look again, okay? I will never make a fuss again!" Bing'er looked serious.
Bingze Wuying turned his back to her and lifted up his clothes.
There is a long 'centipede' on his back... and there are about six or seven bullet holes, and some small scars. The glass shards are nothing compared to these...
Bing'er stretched out her right hand and covered his back. A tear fell quietly. She didn't know that she was crying, and she didn't even know that her hand was on Bingze Wuying's back.
Looking at these wounds, he must have experienced a lot of painful things. But why are they so serious? Is this a knife wound? Binger put his hand on the long 'centipede'. And these are gunshot wounds, right?
…
Who is he? Why is he covered with scars? And who am I? Where do the scars on my back come from?
She was found accidentally in a bath. She also had stab wounds and gunshot wounds... Maybe this is not surprising. Because I may not be as simple as a student. Why did those people want to kill me? Apart from this wound
Besides, why else?
And who is he? Why is he in such a mess!
"Bing'er? What's wrong with you?" Bingze Wuying said after a while;
"Uh... I'm fine. Let me help you stop the bleeding first!" Bing'er shook off the mess. She took off her coat, then bit down a hole with her teeth, and then...
"hiss……"
"What...?" Bingze Wuying looked at the pieces of 'tattered cloth' in Bing'er's hand and understood immediately.
"Because there is nothing, so... just make do with it for now~" Bing'er thought he was showing disdain.
"You will be very cold if you do this!" Bingze Wuying was a little angry. He told you clearly that I will be fine. You can easily catch a cold if you do this. Why are you so incapable of taking care of yourself? Bingze Wuying can only survive alone.
Stifling.
"It doesn't matter to me. My body is very strong~" He said and showed his arms. At this time, Bing'er is still in a funny mood. [Xouyi: I can't stand it anymore~]
"You...there's really nothing I can do about you..."
"Okay, okay. Come~"!
Bingze Wuying had no choice but to let her 'control'. Three minutes! Three whole minutes! Bing'er had already bandaged the wound. And her skills were very skillful. It seemed that she had bandaged it often before...